(plus one)

One of the biggest changes that has occurred in my life since the blog abandon, is marriage! Seems like it would have been a wonderful time in my life to keep records of daily happenings, but I did not. Better late than never. I want to introduce my plus one. He has been mentioned here a time or two I believe..

Meet my permanent plus one.
Husband Cody.

photographybykels took this one too.. =)

I met Cody through a mutual friend.. to make a long story short, which I will probably maybe not ever but possibly explain someday. After a series of ups and downs and twists and turns and learning languages and moving to the ocean and making mistakes and graduating college, we found each other again, fell in love, and on December 14, 2013, we were married. Marriage has not always been easy, but it has been the best decision I ever made. I have learned a thing or two about Cody since marrying him, that I certainly did not know before.

Since being married, I have learned: 

He doesn't like ice in his water.
His mood is the worst when he is hungry.
He is really good at letting me pick the music in the car, except when I pick broadway music.
He doesn't like when I fall asleep during movies, which happens 95% of the time.
He gives excellent foot massages.
There are more hours of baseball in a day, than there are hours in a day, and he could watch every hour.
He is usually pretty good at putting the toilet seat down. I have only been surprised twice during the night by almost falling in the toilet. That's pretty good for eight months of marriage.
Cody does not like musicals, but loves me enough to watch them anyway.. sometimes. =)
He likes to keep our DVDs organized by genre.
Cody likes the sheets tucked in at the bottom of the bed. I do not.
If I tell Cody to turn off the alarm in the morning, it is my fault when he does and my fault when we sleep in.
He prefers to drive in silence.
He likes budgeting, which is great because I hate making budgets.
He balances out my spending habits with his saving habits, and together we have both pulled each other a little toward the middle.
He wouldn't mind eating pizza every single night of the week.
He is good at pushing me to exercise, and patient when I complain.
He is super grossed out by tampons, except when he is having a terrible nosebleed, which happens quite a lot.
He washes the car excessively.
He is a button pusher, and thinks it's soooo funny. (I think I knew this one before we got married)
He laughs when I get upset, but then holds me and dries my tears when he realizes I am REALLY upset.

There are just so many other things I've learned about this boy since he became my husband. I love him a little more every day, even when I don't like him, and that's how I know it's love. I love you Cody. Thanks for putting up with a little twerp like me!


blogger cobwebs.

Once upon a time a seventeen year old girl named Jane blogged about the things closest to her seventeen year old girl heart. So that means boys and break ups mostly. Because that's just what seventeen year old girls hearts seem to be alllll about. She got a little bit older, but mostly still blogged about the same things. Eventually, she turned twenty-two.  It must have been close to the day of her birthday when, when she realized that she had borne her soul into the mysterious abyss known as cyberspace, became extremely humiliated about the words written, and changed her blog to private and vowed to delete every post that had been posted, because, well, she had changed. 

Okay I'm tired of writing in third person. It's hurting my head. That's how long it's been since I've been writing. (sidenote: also... I had to look up the difference between first and third person just to be sure I had them right and I feel that I have failed as writer, and perhaps as a human being. I had it right just for the record.)

Honestly, I look back at some of the things I have written here and quite frankly, I die a little bit inside. I really wanted to delete this whole thing and start from scratch. But then I look at my 177 faithful followers who probably aren't faithful but just don't know they are following me and a little part of me can't give them up. I debated deleting all 409 posts so they would be hidden deep in the archives of the past where only internet hackers could reach. But I just haven't been able to do it. Alas, here I am, leaving things as they are. I suppose thats okay, because I said those things and heaven knows I meant them. Truth is, I miss this little corner of the world wide web, and I'm ready to sweep up the dust bunnies, clear the cobwebs, and begin again. I am back, only now I'm Simply Jane (+1).

I'm a married woman now.

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